When I think of the word “ecstasy,” I think of a convicted criminal, accused for killing several women, sitting in Death-row, waiting to be executed.
But, you still refuse me and so I have no alternative but to take you with force and lead you over the precipice into the never-ending chasm of death. There have been so many of you that I do not remember any more of all the bitterness which I feel in my ecstatic moments of dead silence, after the thrills of the passion of my sexual desires are over and done with. Alas, you are now far from all the passions on the planet.
As your body vibrates against mine, I feel all your pulsing life and then I know that you are mine and I feel the beast within me rise to the moment, and then I lose all control and I become someone I dare not speak about.
The love the passion and the sex can never be the same but, now that I have lost all my control, I take you to the heights of passion and I feel all the passion, the lust and there is no place to love, there was never any place for love.
The chair beneath me feels so hard as I sit here and patiently wait, for my executioner to arrive to make me the next lion to the slaughter. I am not afraid to leave this stupid life, I will now sizzle on this chair, with all my lust and my ecstasy.
Now that the end has come and I must leave you decent folks, just remember that we all can experience ecstasy but there is no limit to the time and the place, where we can have our moments of ecstasy, it is a door which you dare not open and which I will not close.
Before I go do not forget that there is a place in the Soul where there is the beast of passion, sex and lust, this is where I dwell and this is where I am King, do not be afraid, be terrified of me, I am also within you, there is a spot for me, to fulfil my ecstasy.
This is the end or is it? Is this the end of an ecstatic life of sex, lust and passion like a barbecued chicken on an electric chair in death-row. “Now, whenever, you think of me, think of ecstasy, see the love the passion and you will see, the ecstasy of being me. Come to me, and I will show you your ecstasy. Come to me and I will deliver you for free, to the realms of my evil desires of ecstasy.”
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